Tagesbild

 

 

 

 

Wordless - без слов -

 

 

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She's a rainbow

 

 

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Queen of the world

 

 

( I like the video)

 

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Пташечка - Birdie

 

 

 

Music: Pelagea - Birdie 

Video: animated short films of russian animator and animation director, 

oscar winner Aleksandr Petrov. 

 

BIRDIE (by Pelagea) 

 

In green garden a birdie was singing, 

This birdie has a nest, it has chicks, 

This birdie has a nest, it has chicks, 

 And I'm an orphan and I don't have anyone. 

 I'm an orphan and I don't have anyone. 

 

At night I was rocking a cradle and milking a cow in the afternoon,

 At night I was rocking a cradle and milking a cow in the afternoon, 

After milking, I was dancing in a ring. 

 I was jolly dancing in a ring, I'm good-looking, but bad-dressed, 

I'm good-looking, but bad-dressed, 

No one marry me because of that. 

 No one marry me because of that, 

 

So I will go to nunnery with grief, I will pray to God. 

I will go to nunnery with grief, I will pray to God, 

I will break into tears before saint's icon. 

 I will break into tears before saint's icon, 

May be God send me someone, 

And I will be happy? 

May be God send me someone,

 And I will be happy, 

 

May be a handsome young man marry me?

 In green garden a birdie was singing, 

This birdie has a nest, it has chicks,

 And I'm an orphan and I don't have anyone. 

 I'm an orphan and I don't have anyone.

 

 

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У зялёному саду пташечкай пропела

Йетый пташки есть гняздо,есть у ней и дети

Йетый пташки есть гняздо,есть у ней и дети

А у мене у сироты нет никого на свети

 

А у мене у сироты нет никого на свети

Ночь кочала да я детей,день коров доила

Ночь кочала да я детей,день коров доила

Подоивши да я коров в хоровод ходила

 

В хороводе да я была веселай гуляла

Хороша я да хороша ой плоха яодета

Хороша я да хороша ой плоха яодета

Никто замуж не бярет и мене за это

 

Никто замуж не бярет и мене за это

Пойду с горя в монастырь Богуй помолюся

Пойду с горя в монастырь Богуй помолюся

Перед иконаю святых слезами зальюся

 

Перед иконаю святых слезами зальюся

Ни пошлёт ли мне Господь ,тай ду ли счастливый?

Ни пошлёт ли мне Господь ,тай ду ли счастливый?

Ни возмет ли меня замуж молодец красивый?

 

У зялёному саду пташечкай пропела

Йетый пташки есть гняздо,есть у ней и дети

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little bird was singing in a green garden

This bird has its nest, has children

This bird has its nest, has children

But I, an orphan, have nobody in the world

 

But I, an orphan, have nobody in the world

In the night I dandle children, in the day I milk cows

In the night I dandled children, in the day I milked cows

After milking of cows I danced round-dance

 

Among round dancers I was a cherry girl (flaneur)

I was good girl, very good but had cheep clothes

I was good girl, very good but had cheep clothes

Nobody wanted merry me because of it

 

Nobody wanted merry me because of it

Because of the sadness I'll go to a monastery, will pray the God

Because of the sadness I'll go to a monastery, will pray the God

I'll burst into tears near to holy icons

 

I'll burst into tears near to holy icons

Will the God present me, will make me happy?

Will the God present me, will make me happy?

Will a handsome young guy marry me?

 

A little bird was singing in a green garden

This bird has its nest, has children

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Hiroshima

 

 

 

 By the dove and the olive tree, Through the distress of the prisoner, By the child who has nothing to do with it, Maybe she will come tomorrow. With everyday words, With the gestures of love, With fear, with hunger, Maybe she will come tomorrow. By all who are already dead, By all who still live, By those who would like to live at last, Maybe she will come tomorrow. With the weak, with the strong, With all who agree, Are they just a few, Maybe she will come tomorrow. By all the trampled dreams, By abandoned hope, In Hiroshima, or further afield, Maybe she will come tomorrow, The peace!

(translation by google) 

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Иванушка-рачек - Ivan the crayfish

 

 

 

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Иванушка-рачек

по бережку лазя,

Рыбку хватая,

Ульянушке носит..

Ульянушка-середцем

Ест рыбку с перецем..

Сидит барин на току,

Кричит барин "Засеку"..

 

У три сахи пашут,

Четвертая борона

Её мать продала,

Не дорого узяла..

Тяпку, лопатку,

Курочку хохлатку..

Курочка хохлатка

Сидит на поличке..

 

Курочка хохлатка

Сидит на поличке..

Сидит на поличке

Считая яички..

раз, два, три, четыре,

Меня грамоте учили..

Ни читать, ни писать

Только в куколки играть..

 

Я куколку разорил а

Меня маменька побила

Паап паап на свинье

Балалайка на стене

Балалаечка упала

Свинье по горбу попала

А папаше по спине

Чтоб не ездил на свинье

 

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Ivanushka - the dear Crayfish

along the river bank, was crawling.

To catch some fish

For Ul'jynushka's smile rejoicing

 

Ul'jyanushka with her lucky heart

Eats the peppered crayfish part.

 

In the barn the farm -lord stands,

bawls at his men:

"I'll beat you to the death"

 

Three wooden plow

ploughed up meadow.

The fourth one was a Harrow

Mother sold it for a price low,

A hoe, a shovel,

And a fluffy fowl.

 

A fluffy hen

sits on a perch,

counts eggs herself.

"One, two, three, four...

"Where are the more?

 

I can not read, I can not write.

Only dolls can lullaby.

 

My doll.

I have her all disemboweled,

The heavy my Mom's hand made me rewarded...

.

Dad, dad sits on a hog

Balalaika - on a wall.

Balalaika has fell down

The hog's back has bent round.

All the hens away were flown

 

And my father's his wide back

Has been hacked

with Mummy's hand.

For next time him not to ride.

After drinking much the vine.

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Ivan the Crayfish’s

crawling along the bank

Catches a fish

and brings it to little Ul'yan

Little Ul'yan

wolfs down the peppered fish

The landlord sits in the barnyard

and screams "I'll whip you!"

 

They work their fingers to the bone

With a wooden plough and harrow

Mother sold the latter

Didn’t ask much for it

A hoe, a shovel

And a hen

And a hen

It sits on its roost

 

(INTERLUDE)

 

A hen

It sits on its roost

It sits on its roost

Counting its eggs

One, two, three, four

They taught me how to count

But not to read or write

I had to play with dolls

 

I broke one of my dolls

Mummy gave me a spanking

Dad, dad hit me on the back

Balalaika on the wall

Down the balalaika fell

And hit the pig on its hump

And then dad on his back

So he won’t be riding a pig anymore

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van the Crayfish’s

crawling along the bank

Catches a fish

and brings it to little Ul'yan

Little Ul'yan

wolfs down the peppered fish

The landlord sits in the barnyard

and screams "I'll whip you!"

 

They work their fingers to the bone

With a wooden plough and harrow

Mother sold the latter

Didn’t ask much for it

A hoe, a shovel

And a hen

And a hen

It sits on its roost

 

(INTERLUDE)

 

A hen

It sits on its roost

It sits on its roost

Counting its eggs

One, two, three, four

They taught me how to count

But not to read or write

I had to play with dolls

 

I broke one of my dolls

Mummy gave me a spanking

Dad, dad hit me on the back

Balalaika on the wall

Down the balalaika fell

And hit the pig on its hump

And then dad on his back

So he won’t be riding a pig anymore

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Ivan the Crayfish’s crawling along the bank

 Catches a fish and brings it to little Ul'yan

 Little Ul'yan wolfs down the peppered fish 

The landlord sits in the barnyard and screams

 "I'll whip you!"

 They work their fingers to the bone 

With a wooden plough and harrow 

Mother sold the latter 

Didn’t ask much for it 

A hoe, a shovel 

And a hen It sits on its roost 

Counting its eggs 

One, two, three, four 

They taught me how to count 

But not to read or write 

I had to play with dolls 

I broke one of my dolls

 Mummy gave me a spanking 

Dad, dad hit me on the back 

Balalaika on the wall 

Down the balalaika fell 

And hit the pig on its hump 

And then dad on his back 

So he won’t be riding a pig anymore

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Arcana Eco - Peace of mind

 

The Italian band Ataraxia

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Hallelujah

 

 

 

 

A film by Matthew Richardson 

 

“Hallelujah” is a queer/circus concept about religion and the importance of choosing kindness regardless of our differences or beliefs. Religion is a tough subject for many in the LGBTQ community, and this piece is a reflection of the struggle and rejection we often feel. It tells the story of an individual troubled by the hate in the world and his partner who is fighting to lift him up, to remind him he is beautiful exactly how he is. My message is that religion should inspire more kindness and open arms, even towards those you may not understand. My goal is to create art that inspires a kinder world for the queer community by challenging social norms, raising questions and starting conversations. I am creating a series of conceptual videos about gender identity, human nature, queer culture and how the world treats individuals who are “different” but exactly the same. 

 

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Federkleid - Feather dress

 

 

Across the heather in the first light of the morning 

When the birds move, where will they be tomorrow?

 I follow the rustling of the wings into the quiet moor 

Ancient songs emerge from the mists 

Come and fly away with us 

 

Let the wind carry you far from this place 

Come and fly as high as you can

Let's chase the heavens in dance 

Mists like silk brush my skin so cool 

On and on, where do I find the destination of my longing? 

I close my eyes and my feathers sprout 

I can already feel the wind and spread my wings

 Come and fly away with us 

 

Let the wind carry you far from this place 

Come and fly as high as you can 

Let's chase the heavens in dance 

The heavens in you, how can I know them, can I see them? 

We dance in flight, like stars that go their way 

Come and fly away with us 

 

Let the wind carry you far from this place 

Come and fly as high as you can Let's chase the heavens in dance 

 

Source: Musixmatch 

Songwriters: Fiona Rueggeberg / Niel Florian Mitra / Oliver Pade / Ruediger Maul / Stephan Groth / Katja Moslehner / Michael Frewert 

 

 

Reminds me about an old military song of Lev Knipper

 

with English subtitles:

 

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The waters of Lethe

 

This music has memories to me...

 

A part from a solo album of Tony Banks,

 the keyboarder from "Genesis"

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Pique la Balaine - Song about whalers

 

 

A Russian Band sings in French

 

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Le mois de mars est arrivé

 

 

 

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February song

 

 

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Ein Stück Himmel - кусочек неба -

 

 

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New home

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I will come to a point in my life

When I decide not to hide anymore

I will pack my bag

And leave my friends

My home

Leave everything

And go away

I will be strong

I will be proud

And not afraid of anything that will come along

And I promise you I make my way through the day

And through the night

With a smile on my face

I leave this dirty place

To find myself a new home

And if anybody wants to know

Where I am

Tell him

I'm gone to find myself

A new home

Iwill eat what I get

And sleep outside

Cause I won't need anything

There will be no space

And be no time

And I will try

To be myself

(yeah)

And I will live in harmonie

With everything that surrounds me

I will have good days

I will have bad days

But I will feel alive

(yeah)

With a smile on my face

I leave this dirty place

To find myself a new home

And if anybody wants to know

Where I am

Tell him

I'm gone to find myself

A new home

(yeah)

A new home

A new home

(yeah)

A new home

I will miss my friends

And miss my home

Cause I will be

Alone

I will ask myself

For many times

If that is worth

To be free

But then I will remind myself

Of what I'm looking for

With a smile on my face

I will go to another place

To find myself a new home

And if anybody wants to know

Where I am

Just tell him

I'm gone

To find myself

A new home

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Ai Santa Maria val!

 

A chant from Galicia, 13th Century

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Imagining world

 

 

In my dream, the angel shrugged & said,

If we fail this time, it will be a failure of imagination 

& then she placed the world gently in the palm of my hand.

 

- Storypeople -  

 

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Walking in the air

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